After a 20-minute drive, the taxi stopped at the entrance of Hospital 1 Kuala Lumpur.

Paying to get out of the car, Jiang Lin stood in front of this towering building.

Hospital Kuala Lumpur 1 is synonymous with the highest level of medical care in Malaysia, and the architecture of this hospital is also one of the most beautiful buildings in Malaysia.

Walking through the majestic gate, Jiang Lin came to the hall, although the people who saw the doctor came and went, but it was very quiet, there was no noise, and there was no smell of disinfectant in China.

"Hello sir, welcome to Hospital Kuala Lumpur 1, I am Zhang Qing, nurse, number 02351, I am very happy to serve you, do you need to consult a doctor or buy medicine?"

As soon as Jiang Lin walked into the door, a nurse walked over, bowed slightly politely, and then began to introduce herself, smiling all the time.

"Well, I'm sorry, I don't see a doctor, I want to find your dean."

The meticulous service made the strong Jiang Lin scratch his head embarrassedly, after all, he didn't see a doctor, but he took up other people's medical resources.

"Well, sir, do you have an appointment? Our dean has frequent consultations and is very busy, and it may be difficult to see him if there is no appointment. ”

Looking at Jiang Lin politely, the nurse could naturally see that Jiang Lin was not a doctor.

As for how to see it, it is because the doctor's hands are very delicate, not because of pampering, but because the doctor needs to have extremely sensitive perception of the fingers, whether it is diagnosing the condition or performing surgery.

Although Jiang Lin has not resisted guns for a long time, and the calluses are gradually fading, he is often adrift at sea, and the long-term wind and sun exposure make Jiang Lin's hands extremely rough, and he can naturally distinguish them at a glance.

"Well, I didn't have an appointment, but I brought an official letter from the Republic of Maldives."

Jiang Lin shook his head, the hospital is the first time to come, and there is no contact information for the dean here at all, so naturally there is no way to make an appointment.

"Excuse me sir, because our hospital is private, so the official letter from the government is not binding on us, and we need to see the official letter from the Malaysian government."

The nurse smiled politely and shook her head, she still didn't show any impatience in response to Jiang Lin's seemingly unreasonable request.

"Well, then I want to see your dean, what can I do?"

Jiang Lin was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect that the official letter issued by the Maldives would not work here.

"There may be no other way than to make an appointment, but you can give me your official letter, and I will convey it to the dean on my behalf, and you can wait here for a while."

After getting the letter, the nurse nodded in acknowledgement, then turned around and walked into the elevator.

Jiang Lin looked around and sat on a chair in the hall, and saw a nurse come over with a glass of water and politely hand it to Jiang Lin.

This service! This attitude! All of them are incomparable to domestic hospitals, those doctors in China, whose noses are taller than their eyes, are always expressionless when they look at people, and they are impatient to ask a few more times.

Look at this hospital again, not to mention the level of information, just say that this service attitude makes people feel good, and even patients may get better faster because they are in a good mood.

"Sir, our dean, please go up."

About ten minutes later, the nurse just returned to Jiang Lin and motioned for Jiang Lin to follow her.

The elevator went up to the eleventh floor quickly, and after getting out of the elevator, the nurse took Jiang Lin to the dean's class company.

"Sir, let me introduce you, this is Dean Wu Qinghai."

After the nurse introduced the dean, she nodded politely to Jiang Lin again, turned to leave, and gently closed the door.

"Let me introduce myself first, I am a native of Huaxia, I used to be a doctoral supervisor of the Medical Research Institute of East China University of Science and Technology, and I also served as the president of Tongji Hospital, and I came here after retirement."

"Dean Wu, it turns out that your old man is also from Huaxia!"

Hearing that the other party was from Huaxia, Jiang Lin felt a little cordial, and when he stepped forward to shake hands, he looked at the old man in front of him a little.

His hair is very white and pure, without a single black thread, the years and frost have left an indelible mark on his face, and a pair of eyes that exude keen insight with reading glasses always give people a sense of vicissitudes and depth.

"Yes, my health is getting worse and worse, I haven't returned to China for more than ten years, and I don't know how the country is developing now! I have to die in a foreign land, this old bone! ”

Half joking and half vicissitudes, Wu Qinghai has a persistent attachment to the motherland.

"Then why did Elder Wu come here?"

Jiang Lin was very puzzled, the doctoral supervisor, the president of Huaxia First Hospital, is definitely a national treasure-level figure, and he is definitely calling for wind and rain in China, and the existence of Taishan Beidou in the medical world, how did he come here?

"Eh, the heart of the healer's parents! More than ten years ago, the country and Malaysia engaged in academic exchanges, and Malaysia at that time was poor! Just like us who have just reformed and opened up, we can't even cure a single smallpox measles, so I feel that I am needed here, so after I retired, I came here. ”

Healer's parents' hearts! It is a famous phrase of medical ethics that doctors often hang on their lips, but how many doctors can really do it now?

Jiang Lin was moved, and at the same time a little ashamed, Wu Qinghai spent his life for medicine, and he spent all his life trying to help the world, thinking about how to save a person.

And what about yourself? When you are a special forces, you learn how to kill a person as quickly as possible, and when you are a pirate leader, you think about how to kill as many people as possible with the least loss.

A pair of contradictory aggregates that were born to save people and whose mission is to kill people can still sit together so harmoniously, is it an alternative miracle, right?

"What are you doing, young man?"

After a moment of silence, Wu Qinghai looked at Jiang Lin with deep eyes, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'll tell you the truth, I'm the head of a pirate group now."

relied on Wu Qinghai's doctor's parents' heart, so Jiang Lin did not hide his true identity.

"Well, in the eyes of our doctors, there are only a few kinds of people, one is a sick person, one is a dead person, and there is a person who is not sick!"

Wu Qinghai nodded, he didn't cast a strange look just because Jiang Lin was a pirate, fully explaining what it means to be called a healer's parent's heart.

"But I don't think you're a pirate!"

Slightly leaning his head in front of Jiang Lin, Wu Qinghai smiled undeniably.

"Haha, how did Wu Lao see it?"

Jiang Lin was stunned for a moment, and was very puzzled in his heart, he was not a pirate, what was that?